Author: rahardianreza777

You push meTo go the extra mileYou push meWhen it’s difficult to smileYou push meA better version of myselfYou push meOnly you and no one else

You push meTo see the other point of viewYou push meWhen there’s nothing else to doYou push meWhen I think I know it allYou push meWhen I stumble and I fall

Keep on pushing like nobody

[Chorus]Every race I winEvery mood I’m inEverthing I doI owe it all to youEvery move I makeEvery step I takeEverything I doIt’s all because you push me

You push meWhen I don’t appreciateYou push meNot to lie and not to hateYou push meWhen I want it all to endYou push meWhen I really need a friend

You push meAll I wanna do is cryYou push meWhen it’s hard for me to tryYou push meWhen I do it for myselfYou push meOnly you and no one else

Keep on pushing like nobody

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You push me

Keep on pushing like nobody

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To go the extra mileWhen it’s difficult to smileA better version of myselfOnly you and only you and only youTo see the other point of viewWhen there’s nothing else to doWhen I think I know it allOnly you and only you and only you

I’ll never be an angelI’ll never be a saint it’s trueI’m too busy survivingWhether it’s heaven or hellI’m gonna be living to tell, so

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Here’s my story (my story)No risk no glory (no glory)A little

[Chorus:]

Up and down and all aroundIt’s all about survival

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Here’s my question (my question)Does your criticism (criticism)Have you caught up in what you cannot seeWell if you give me respectThen you’ll know what to expect, a little

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(Up and down and all around)I’ll never be an angel(Up and down and all around, survival)(Up and down and all around)I’ll never be a saint it’s true(Up and down and all around, survival)[repeat and fade]

Yea. How I sound out there Ali? Good? Then good.Can I pay my past a visit?So tell me your Compton school districtAnd video campus shut the fuck up your premisesKendrew[?] and Westchester had the baddest bitchesAnd my nigga L wood got the white Toyota,and we got pulled over,Had to hide the bottle because there was mix with Hennessy and sodaEvery time we rode up we was unsober,And everybody had know that,My nigga Yan Yan had all the red P HatWhich was really dumb because where we was atWas the other side and more than likelyThe other side really didn’t like thatDidn’t have no barrels so if those chopper beam, never really could shoot backCould of lost our life for hood ratsWe was dumb as fuck but lucky for us we lucky enoughThat the black car didn’t pull up and ask where yall niggas fromI know some, nigga less fortunate was fucking with they enemies bitchShe had a fat ass and a brown Camaro but it wasn’t that fast it was like a V6But anyways she was one of those hoes in highschool with the cornrowssize 5[?] Jordans, Rolex ward[?] and wanna fight everybody she knowsWell she’s important well she wasn’t she was just so and so,So and so cousin he was so redSo anytime she got into it, that who she would get,Now let me get back to the plan,Homie had ask do ya got a manShe said no, he said oh yeah,Where do you stay, she said RosecransRosecrans and what? she said don’t matter just know I FuckHe said what? your a, your a little freaky bitch huh?She said yeah baby I can you get you sprung,I can work that pussy and the tongue,If you come over I can make you come,If you come over make sure that you bring drinkBecause I like to get to drunkAnd that he did that Friday he was where she livedNotice that he was out of boundsBut didn’t give a fuck cause he wanted to fuck that bitch right nowWalked in the house rubber on, panties down oldies playing in the back groundLets get it on Marvin Gaye had bumped to the morning,Time to go, picked his place up off the floorKissed that bitch in the mouth then walked to the doorWhen he walked out he seen a four four Bluh!Didn’t know that was the pussy he was dealing withAnd that’s how you get your ass killed bitch!That’s how you get your ass killed bitch!That’s how you get your ass killed bitch!Get your ass killed bitch! How?Fucking with them hoes, them hoes,them hoes, them hoes,Them hoes hoes, them scandalous hoes,Them hoes hoes that have you uh dead dead deadLook. I guess we can all learn from mistakesBut your first mistake might be your death dateAnd death doesn’t wait, on no oneA million ways to die and you can make it a million and oneIf you not aware of the rules or maybe tryna fill someone else shoesLike a square trying to be a gangster kind of remind of this one dudeHe wasn’t thirteen he was twenty twoWhen he went to first get put on the hoodHe wasn’t born it, boys in the hood the movie let him think it was all goodBut usually this type of person want to prove his s s s s self on purposeTell everybody he quit working but really he’s worthlessHis momma had money, his daddy had money, so he had moneyThe OG’s had gave him a pistol today[?] there’s going to be just another crash dummyAnd the funny thing about it, he thought was about it like Pnilla[?]But he wasn’t no killaJust a monkey hanging around a bunch of gorillas,Everybody wanna be tough guy so he did, approached this guy,Like where are you from?With his gun but didn’t shoot it rule number oneNever pull out if you don’t use itEven (little dude then banged[?]) the very next day he seen roll down the way blew hisBrains out while homeboy was cruisingNot knowing the scariest nigga will split your shitAnd that’s how we got his ass killed bitch!That’s how we got his ass killed bitch!That’s how we got his ass killed bitch!Fuck around and get your ass killed bitch! How?Not knowing the G codes the codes the codesThe G codes the codes the codesThe G codes if you don’t know then your already dead dead dead[laugh] feel me?

In my secret garden, I’m looking for the perfect flowerWaiting for my finest hourIn my secret garden, I still believe after allI still believe and I fallYou plant the seed and I’ll watch it growI wonder when I’ll start to showI wonder if I’ll ever knowWhere my place isWhere my face isI know it’s in here somewhereI just wish I knew the color of my hairI know the answer’s hiding somewhereIn my secret garden, there’s

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A petal that isn’t tornA heart that will not hardenA place that I can be bornIn my secret gardenA rose without a thornA lover without scorn

If I wait for the rain to kiss me and undress meWill I look like a fool, wet and a messWill I still be thirstyWill I pass the testAnd if I look for the rainbow, will I see itOr will it pass right by‘Cause I’m not supposed to see‘Cause the blind are never freeEven at my secret gardenThere’s a chance that I could hardenThat’s why I’ll keep on looking, for

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I still believe, I still believe‘Cause after all is said and doneI’m still aliveAnd the boots have come and trampled on meAnd I’m still alive‘Cause the sun has kissed me, and caressed meAnd I’m strong, and there’s a chanceThat I will grow, this I knowSo I’m still looking for

And this is for the homiesI’m talking bout the swap meets, RollieChain-wearing niggas with the white teeBaby tell the truth, yeah you know we…

Somebody get ready to pass me the hit of that endo, I’m tryna get blownI’m tryna get turned up like the fifteens in my Cadillac brownLooking for E.T. to phone homeTadow, the flavor I kick reminisce the good daysThinking back when we used to run in the swap meet for the Rollie chainsPro Club t-shirts, whiter than Anglo-SaxonsMake it a 1X-Tall, crispy with the cotton fashionThat’s fashion if you come where I’m fromCompton California, One love to the murder capital under the sunYoung niggas running around the street with heat bigger than meBut I don’t trip, I still dip like salsa to a chipRolling down Rosecrans to scoop up my man, A-MackHe talking about some foolishness on how we can pick up on some hoes, believe thatAnd so I scooped him round 3:30, Telling me it’s all goodTiger Woods, Now we looking for the birdy birdiesStopped at the sto’ to get some rubbersPulled up on the breezies, Well what do you know? I think they love us

[Hook:]And this is for the homiesI’m talking bout the swap meets, RollieChain-wearing niggas with the white teeBaby tell the truth, yeah you know we got it going onAnd if you feel good (hey)Raise your hands high and throw up your hood (hey)Represent the city like you know you should (hey)I want to make sure that you understood we got it going on(Is that right? Is that right?) We got it going on(Is that right? Is that right?) We got it going on(Is that right? Is that right?) We got it going on(Is that right? Is that right?) We got it going on

As I continue my day, quite copaceticHeaded to my momma’s house to see what them greens are talking bout, hungry as hellHad the right grub, I bail, need some gasARCO station on Avalon, a relative hit me up as he rolled pastWe used to stand in line for Jordans, excited we got ’emRocking platinum FUBU jeans with rubber bands tied to the bottomThrowback jerseys, Chamberlain and James Worthy was two of my favoritesI might pull out the green Larry Bird on special occasionsBut anyway I’m steady coasting, smoking on that HiroshimaAshtray got a million roaches, I’m focussed but feeling goodThe homies hanging on [?] and Monte CarlosImpalas and Tahoes, shoot something nigga, break that fiftyI’m grabbing the city like I’m supposed toMaking my presence felt like Christmas day, what can I say?Every vocal is spoken with the wisdom of a GIf you can’t relate then please have a seat

[Hook]

So, wherever you located, won’t you let it be knownAnd put on for the soil of which you was grownI put on like brand new Chuck TaylorsWhile giving you cuts like fresh tapersI’m such a fool with it, go nutsYou bullshitting like Tuck, the bounce then untuckThe bounce then throw up, a rare jewel, you duckTake ’em to school I must, this for the cool in usThis ain’t for you, so what?!